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At the end of the night and before dawn, Wang Dahu finally issued an order to stop the attack on his own initiative. At the same time, he asked the two regiments to retreat ten miles and enter the mountains and forests before dawn.
After this order was issued, Zhang Xian felt as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted off his body. In fact, if he thought about it carefully, this order had nothing to do with him. But in the middle of it, he could no longer distinguish the fundamentals. Not the original major general, but just a soldier.
In the end, Wang Dahu's order was too late, or the attack itself was a mistake. The result of this kind of battle with a serious imbalance in forces, weapons, and equipment was naturally a failure. A regiment of the 215th Division and the 214th Division One of the division's regiments failed to gain even an inch of ground, or even secured a foothold, but was already crippled, with more than half of each regiment's casualties.
The withdrawal of the two regiments of the 72nd Army from the battle did not mean the end of the battle in Dipingli. In addition to the 72nd Army, there were still several troops participating in the battle outside Dipingli. They did not unite to Wang Dahu's command. Under the command of the frontline headquarters, after the two main attack regiments of the 72nd Army withdrew, those regiments did not receive corresponding information. However, the 23rd U.S. Army Regiment in Tupingli was under pressure. , immediately carry out reinforcements in other directions, and the fighting in other directions will be almost similar to the situation of the two regiments of the 72nd Army.
As soon as Wang Dahu's order was given, Xiong Zhuoran called. When he heard that the call was from Commander Xiong, Wang Dahu was a little frightened. After a moment of hesitation, he still took the phone call.
"Why did you withdraw from the battle without reporting it?" As soon as he came up, Xiong Zhuoran asked angrily, as if he was launching an army.
"Commander, if we continue to fight, we will wipe out both our regiments!" Wang Dahu still plucked up the courage and told the truth.
"Even if you want to wipe out the whole regiment, you can't make your own decisions without the order of the general headquarters!" Xiong Zhuoran still taught him a lesson aggressively.
Hearing this, Wang Dahu couldn't help but get a little angry. He completely forgot that Xiong Zhuoran was his superior, and responded loudly: "Fight again? If we fight again, we can't defeat Dipingli, so we will fight in two groups. Do you know? How many enemies are there? They have five to six thousand troops, and our two regiments combined are not as many as theirs! And they are not preparing to escape as you imagined, but put up a Fight to the death! How do you want us to fight? Do you really want to destroy our 215th Division headquarters? If that's really the case, what's the difference between pushing everyone under the enemy's machine guns and letting them shoot at them? the difference?"
In one breath, Wang Dahu said so many words, and also expressed the resentment in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time. At this time, he forgot everything and only wanted to feel happy.
Listening to the quarrel between the division commander and the corps commander, it was the first time for everyone in the 215th Division headquarters to see them. They did not expect that Commander Wang also had such a big temper. Although I admire him, I can't help but feel worried about him. Xiong Zhuoran was recently appointed as the commander of the 72nd Army. As the saying goes, there are three things a new officer needs to do when he takes office. Everyone is waiting to see these three things of Commander Xiong. Who will be burned by the fire? Now Wang Dahu is putting the fire on himself. I'm afraid Commander Xiong won't give up just like that.
Zhang Xian was also sweating for Wang Dahu, although he knew that Xiong Zhuoran was actually not that scary.
On the other end of the phone, perhaps because of Wang Dahu's words, Xiong Zhuoran didn't answer a word and didn't even say a word for a long time. For a moment, the entire combat headquarters was silent, and everyone looked at Wang Dahu blankly. Holding the receiver, he looked serious but said nothing.
"Old Wang, let me say a few words to the army commander!" Political Commissar Yao Qigang came to Wang Dahu's side and took the receiver from his hand.
"Commander, this is Yao Qigang!" Political Commissar Yao told Xiong Zhuoran on the other end of the phone very carefully, perhaps thinking about what kind of expression Commander Xiong would have at this time. After hearing a "hmm" sound from the other end of the phone, he explained slowly: "Commander, our two regiments have indeed tried their best. If we don't withdraw before dawn, there will be consequences." It is unimaginable that the enemy's planes will bomb us indiscriminately, and they dare to launch a counterattack when we attack at night. If it comes at dawn, they will definitely attack. At that time, we are afraid that we will lose a lot of money. There won¡¯t be only a few people! The entire regiment may be wiped out. If that really happens, I think you, commander, won¡¯t want to see it!¡±
Political Commissar Yao¡¯s words were very tactful. After all, he had been in the 72nd Army for so many years and was already familiar with them.; Paul smiled confidently and said: "The counterattack I am talking about means that after dawn, we can call the air force to give us the greatest support, use our superior artillery fire, and then dispatch to recapture the outer positions lost at night, so that those The Chinese also have a taste of being attacked. In the words of the Chinese, this is called treating the other person in his own way. They should not be allowed to gain the slightest advantage of the terrain, and at the same time, they will not be allowed to gain any advantage. A moment¡¯s rest!¡±
Richardson thought about it and felt that what Paul said was not bad. It was just that the small positions were small and the big positions were big. Especially the positions on the periphery. If they were lost, they would be lost. No matter how hard it was to get them back, they would be lost again. It requires a waste of energy; what's more, not letting the opponent have a moment's rest is also relative. If the enemy can't rest, they themselves can't rest either.
"What does the colonel mean by asking us to expand during the day?" Richardson finally understood Paul's intention.
"Yes! That's what I mean!" Paul nodded.
"Then we'd better find a main direction to fight in!" Richardson suggested. He didn't want to expand in all directions at the same time, otherwise his troops would not be enough.
"Yes! I think so too!" Paul echoed.
¡°Then where do you think is the best place for us to fight?¡± Richardson asked.
Paul pointed to a high ground northwest of Dipingli on the sand table with a stick: "Here!"
"Ma Mountain?" Richardson shouted. This highland was exactly what they had just lost that night. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com